Shadowy Figure

Who's that sneaking past the boats with the clinking bottles of Joker IPA? It must be committee night.
I'd taken some photos earlier of my Dad's old vise (Parkinsons Perfect Vise 14) which I'd been using to hold my anchor shank while I gave it a lick of the old galvanised paint. But they didn't really appeal.
I'm sure I did other stuff. I sat in a coffee shop awhile. A pile of emails were sent to prospective advertisers for the Handbook. The paper was read. I got AJ & R's menu choices for the upcoming league cup final and sent them to Russell. And I ate no fewer than three oranges. See? Busy!